A/N: Ok so most of you that have favourited will be going ooh yay! New chappie - sorry no, I was reading over this chapter and realised I had made some mistakes and that there were some details that I forgot - Whoops. Anyways I would have corrected this yesterday, but my internet was down (Damn you Grapevine!). Bad excuse I know. But it did give me time to work on the 5th chappie :D - So that'll be up before wednesday I hope. Once again - WARNING Sexy time scene (yay?)

Chapter 4

"I just can't believe him! It doesn't matter if Molly figures out he's pregnant but he didn't have to make it seem like it would be the end of the world if she did!" Tonks watched Harry storm around her kitchen, making so much noise that she was surprised that Lyra didn't wake.

"Harry. You have to understand what he's going through. He's got extra hormones, and he's a werewolf! He's scared. This pregnancy, it's rare that it's ever happened before in werewolves. When he hits second trimester and starts to transform again, he'll be worried about the stress that'll put on the baby. He may even think that the baby will be a werewolf itself. You have to be patient with him. You have to be there for him."

"I know that, but it doesn't mean that he needs to overreact! I'm just saying to him that it doesn't matter if others know he's pregnant, but he just made it seem like it's something to be ashamed of!"

"Harry! Once again, you're not looking at Remus' point of view. You know he feels that being a gay-werewolf is bad enough, but to be a pregnant-gay-werewolf on top of that? And what about the press? Or have you forgotten about them?"

Harry paled. "No! Of course not! How could I ever forget about them?"

"Harry, as soon as the media gets wind of this, all that semi-privacy that you have now will be gone! You know as well as I, that the press would literally kill for a shot of your baby! Harry, you're being stubborn and selfish! You're not thinking of other's reactions!"

"I'm being selfish? That's rich! Tonks, I came for help and advice, not insults!"

"Harry," Tonks said with a sigh, "keep your voice down! If Lyra wakes up, I'll flay you alive! You came to me for advice and I'm giving it to you with a heavy dose of reality."

"Tonks!" Harry whined.

"Harry."

"Don't patronise me! Tonks, why is your hair like that? Can't you change it back to pink? It's getting to me!"

"What, this?" Tonks twirled a curl of her short light brown hair with a grin. "It's supposed to get to you! So you stop being a twat and go back to that lucky husband of yours."

"He wanted me out." Harry said miserably.

"Harry, that's just the hormones talking. If anything, he'll be wanting you closer. He'll be wanting those morning kisses, those cuddles on the couch and those foot massages. Harry, don't make Remus go through pregnancy alone, like I had to."

Silence settled over the two of them, as silence would settle over any conversation when a reference to Fred came up. Fred had died like a hero in the final battle, leaving behind a secret wife and an unborn child.

"How is Lyra?" Harry asked softly.

"She becomes more like her father every day. George still can't look at her though. I wouldn't give her up for the world Harry. Your baby is a gift, one that you should not take lightly."

"I know that! But why can't Remus see that?"

"He does Harry. More than you know."

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When Harry got home, he found Remus lying on the couch, with a tall glass of milk and an empty packet of Lemon Slices. He smiled lovingly at Remus. He looked so sweet and unthreatening. "Remus, baby? Come on baby, wake up." Harry gently shook his husband, to no avail. All Harry got for his troubles was a slight yawn. Harry then levitated his lover to the bedroom, where he proceeded to undress Remus to his underwear. To see Remus asleep in his boxers with his small baby bump was perhaps the sexiest thing that Harry had seen.

Harry climbed in behind his husband, obviously not going to be able to apologise. He snuggled up to Remus, who promptly latched onto Harry sleepily like an octopus. Harry placed his hand upon Remus' belly and soon fell asleep.

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"Remus? You awake?"

Remus snuggled into his human pillow, rolling on top of Harry with a small whimper.

"Remus, can't... breathe..!" Remus vaguely heard Harry's silent request and rolled back off, falling asleep once again. Harry sighed, and rolled over.

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Harry climbed back into bed after having gotten up to get himself and Remus a breakfast in bed.

Remus seemed to wake up at the smell of food – which for once seemed to agree with him. Remus seemed so cute waking up, with his mussed up hair, blinky eyes, and small pink mouth yawning, tongue peeking out to lick his lips. He was just too beautiful.

"Morning, sleepyhead."

"Harry? What's all this?"

"I just thought you would like to wake up to this, while we still can."

Remus chuckled. "I am hungry." He admitted, "But not for this at the moment."

"Then what-?"

Harry felt Remus' erection rise up against his inner thigh. Harry thought it was absolutely amazing to have a Remus that was just always super-duper ready for sex.

"How do you want me?" Harry asked as he stood and began shedding the rest of his clothes.

"Inside of me," Remus smirked at the surprise on his lover's face. "This time."

Harry knew better than to argue with his pregnant lover and quickly rejoined Remus on the bed.

"Oh for Merlin's sake!" Remus groused and pulled the Animagus on top of him and captured his lips in a fiery kiss that melted any further vacillation away like ice in a hot cup of tea. Harry didn't need any more prompting; he quickly took control of the situation, tasting and teasing every inch of exposed flesh while he could. "Enough foreplay," Remus groaned, obviously having lost all train of thought by the sensation. "Just get on with it. Fuck me already."

Harry saw need and lust and impatience in Remus' eyes, Harry grinned in response and reached for the vial of lubricant Remus had summoned before. Positioning Remus' feet wide apart and flat on the bed, Harry made sure he had adequate access to the gift Remus had granted him.

The picture of wanton debauchery Remus presented was too much for Harry to resist. Before opening the vial, he leaned in to kiss and suck at the pretty pink pucker before him. Remus grabbed his legs and pulled them back, encouraging more from his partner, and Harry was happy to oblige and darted his tongue out to taste and tease Remus' hole. After only a few minutes of this, Remus was writhing almost uncontrollably, small whimpers and mewling noises were flowing in an almost continuous stream from his lips, punctuated by curses and endearments.

Eventually, Harry opened the vial and replaced his mouth with his fingers, stretching the already relaxed entrance. Both men let out a loud groan when Remus canted his hips while pulling at Harry's ass and forced Harry inside in one long quick stroke. Harry had to hold himself perfectly still to regain some semblance of control, lest the experience was over entirely too quickly to satisfy either man.

He started with slow shallow thrusts, but Remus was not having any of that. He countered every thrust and demanded more with both his body and his words.

"Harder! Faster! Fuck me faster! I'm not going to break, Potter! Now fuck me!"

And what seemed like mere moments later, Harry began to feel Remus tighten around him. "So… close…" Remus panted in his ear, echoing his thoughts. "H-Harry…!" Remus' hand was moving furiously between them, nearly becoming a blur. I knew that he was seconds away from finishing. I wrapped Harry's hand around his, and Remus let out a high-pitched gasp.

" OH! Harrrrrrry! I love you! I love you… IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouI- Oh, HARRY yes!"

Then there was a warm splattering on his belly, and Remus collapsed against him, panting heavily. Harry quickened his pace and seconds later was spilling over inside of his Husband.

"Oh Harry. I adore you." Remus had returned to the sweet-natured man Harry loved, now happily sated.

"As I love you Rem. We don't have to go to the Burrow on Sunday if you don't want. I was just being stubborn."

"No, let's go, they're your family too. I was wrong to try to deny you that."

"Do you- do you accept my apology then?"

"For what?"

"For trying to have my own way and not looking at it from your side."

"Oh Harry." Remus sniffled, looking towards their neglected breakfast distractedly. "You never needed to."

And with that, they both settled down to a wonderful, snug breakfast.

A/N: Once again, guys I do like reading your reviews (much more than having to listen to my friends coming up to me at the most inconvenient times to tell me their thoughts. It's like "nice job, trying to eat my lunch here.")